Tori Amos - Famous Blue Raincoat Lyrics
Its four in the morning, the end of decemberIm writing you now just to see if youre betterNew york is cold, but I like where Im livingTheres music on clinton street all through the eveningI hear that youre building your little house deep in the desertYoure living for nothing nowI hope youre keeping some kind of recordYes, and jane came by with a lock of your hairShe said that you gave it to herThat night that you planned to go clearDid you ever go clear?Ah, the last time we saw you, you looked so much olderYour famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulderYoud been to the station to meet every trainAnd you came home without lili marleneAnd you treated my woman to a flake of your lifeAnd when she came back she was nobodys wifeWell I see you there with the rose in your teethOne more thin gypsy thiefWell I see janes awakeShe sends her regardsAnd what can I tell you my brother, my killerWhat can I possibly say?I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive youIm glad you stood in my wayIf you ever come by here, for jane or for meYour enemy is sleeping, and his woman is freeYes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyesI thought it was there for good so I never triedAnd jane came by with a lock of your hairShe said that you gave it to herThat night that you planned to go clearSincerely, l. cohen
